The Art of Chaotic Divinity-Chapter 854: The Antidote

At that moment, a youth in white robes strode into the tent. On his left chest was the insignia of Tianwei Academy, embroidered with the character "Xuan"—marking him as one of the academy's mystical-tier students.

This young man was none other than Ling Feng, who had rushed over upon hearing the news.

"General Ling?"

Cao Meng looked up, mustering a trace of energy as he spoke hoarsely, "Weren't you in the Ancient Tower Grove comprehending the Three Thousand Great Daos?"

"I was," Ling Feng replied, "but there wasn't much to gain, so I left early."

He quickly moved to the bedside, where Jia Wenhe lay with a sickly gray pallor, his skin already festering in patches. Clearly, the herbs prescribed by Physician Hu were failing to suppress the Jade-Scaled Royal Serpent's demonic venom in his body.

"This doesn't look good," Ling Feng muttered, frowning.

"General, are you... versed in medicine?"

Physician Hu studied Ling Feng's focused expression with surprise. He didn't recall such a young general in the fortress, but the fact that this youth knew Sunfire Supreme Herb was the only cure for the serpent's venom suggested some medical expertise.

"I know a little," Ling Feng said modestly, rubbing the bridge of his nose.

"If it's just 'a little,' then don't interfere!"

Physician Hu's brow furrowed. "I'm using Frostcloud Flowers to slow the poison's spread. It's buying us time."

"Frostcloud Flowers can delay venom symptoms, but given Adviser Jia's condition, they'll only prolong his life by three days at most."

Ling Feng pointed to the festering wounds on Jia Wenhe's body. "Look—the swelling isn't subsiding. The toxins are seeping into his blood, damaging his liver and lung meridians. Even if you purge the venom later, he'll be crippled without treating these internal injuries first. As a Daoist physician, surely you recognize this?"

"You—!" Physician Hu choked on his words, then snapped, "Right now, suppressing the venom is the priority! The rest can wait!"

"So you've already written him off as dead and can't be bothered?" Ling Feng's tone sharpened.

"I'm not wasting time arguing with an amateur!" Physician Hu gritted his teeth. "Step aside! Don't delay my treatment!"

Other physicians nearby chimed in scornfully:

"Who does this general think he is, spouting nonsense?"

"Exactly! Military Physician Hu is the best in the Medical Camp. If he can't cure this, no one can!"

"All talk—what, are you the reincarnation of the Medical Saint?"

Ling Feng shook his head. "A physician's duty is to never abandon a patient. You've already decided Adviser Jia will die, so why bother pretending to treat him?"

Seeing Physician Hu flustered, Cao Meng sighed and pulled Ling Feng aside. "General Ling, I know you mean well, but you said it yourself—Old Jia... Old Jia is beyond saving!" fɾeeweɓnѳveɭ.com

Even if Sunfire Supreme Herb could neutralize the venom, obtaining it was impossible. A cure out of reach might as well not exist.

"When did I say he was beyond saving?" Ling Feng arched an eyebrow calmly. "Any physician who claims there's only one antidote for Jade-Scaled Royal Serpent venom has barely scratched the surface of medicine. I know at least seventeen or eighteen ways to cure Adviser Jia."

"Seventeen—?!" Physician Hu's eyelids twitched. "You're lying! There's no way—I've studied—"

Ling Feng shrugged. "Let me guess—you've only read the Four Daoist Medical Classics? I had those memorized backward by age three."

"But you just said—!" Physician Hu nearly tore his hair out. This is what he meant by "knowing a little"?

"A little" my ass!

"I was referring to herbs specifically," Ling Feng clarified. "Other methods don't count."

Cao Meng's eyes lit up. He dropped to his knees with a thud. "General Ling, is this true? Please save Old Jia! He once saved my life—if you cure him, I'll give you mine without hesitation!"

"What would I do with your life? Get up."

Rolling his eyes, Ling Feng took out a thumb-sized white worm and placed it on Jia Wenhe's festering wound. The Vermilion-Eyed Ice Silkworm eagerly latched on, greedily sucking out every trace of venom.

What was lethal to martial artists was a feast for the Vermilion-Eyed Ice Silkworm.

"T-that's... a Vermilion-Eyed Ice Silkworm?!"

Physician Hu's jaw dropped. How in the world does this youngster have one of those? The Vermilion-Eyed Ice Silkworm were said to have gone extinct centuries ago!

The other physicians gaped, some even clueless about what they were witnessing.

"Since you recognize it," Ling Feng said, "you know it can absorb any poison, yes?"

As he spoke, he repositioned Jia Wenhe's body and turned to Cao Meng. "Hold him steady, General Cao. I need to reconnect his meridians before the toxins spread further."

"Right away!"

Seeing the dark veins receding from Jia Wenhe's face, Cao Meng obeyed instantly. Ling Feng drew a set of golden needles, his fingers flying as he inserted them along Jia Wenhe's back with flawless precision.

Physician Hu watched, dumbstruck. The speed, the accuracy—even a century of practice wouldn't let him match this skill!

Soon, the blackened veins faded, Jia Wenhe's breathing steadied, and his elemental force began circulating naturally. He was out of danger.

"Ugh..."

A soft groan escaped as Jia Wenhe's eyelids fluttered open. He stared at the crowd in disbelief. "I'm... alive?"

Between his injuries and the venom, survival had seemed impossible. Since when did their fortress have such a miraculous physician?

"Very much alive," Ling Feng said with a faint smile, storing his needles. He handed Cao Meng several vitality-restoring pills. "Have him take these daily for three days. By then, he'll be fully recovered."

"General Ling?" Jia Wenhe's eyes widened in recognition. Then he recalled—this was the same youth who had neutralized the Blood Corpse Poison plaguing the sixteen cities of the Western Wilderness. Compared to that, snake venom was trivial.

I got lucky... Without Ling Feng here, I'd be dead...

"Rest well." Ling Feng patted his shoulder before moving to the other poisoned generals, repeating the treatment.

Physician Hu and the entire medical staff stood frozen, their minds blank.

This "young general"... Could he truly be the Medical Saint reborn?